Character: Molly Hooper

Who is she? It is strange that Sherlock knew her, not the face.

- What do you mean gay?.. We are a couple.
- Happiness is good for You, Molly, You gained half a kilogram.
- Half a kilo...
- ... no, half...
- Sherlock!
... and he's not gay! Why are You ruining everything?! Lies!
- With such care?
- He just brought his head up, I also get her clean!
- Wash it, and that's all. No, eyelashes and eyebrows painted, traces of cream in the folds of the skin, so tired languid look... there's his underwear.
- What underwear?...
- POPs out from under the belt. A very specific brand... That and the ambiguous fact that he left his phone must give You a real reason to break up with him and spare yourself from suffering.

- How's your hip?
- Terrible! But thank you for asking.
- I've seen worse. True! I work in the morgue.

- I want you to calculate the perfect dose for John and for me to all night not to go beyond. A little dizzy - well.
- Peeing in the closet is bad.

- Where did the lipstick go?
- It is not very suitable for me.
- Yes? It was better, in my opinion. Now the mouth is too small.